Menu (an acrostic poem)

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Maybe tonight I’ll just order one of everything.

Everything?  You haven’t even looked at what’s being served tonight.

Not going to worry.  I trust the chef implicitly .

Uncle Maximilian, you’re the best!

Story (an acrostic poem)

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Solid pieces of imagination

That are forced into reality through the writer’s skill and anxiety

Order forged out of the chaos of emotions

Released into the world to live or die upon the whims of readers

Yet likely the author will mourn either way

Poet (an acrostic poem)

 

Perceiving the world through the lens of the soul

Ordering the chaos while making order more chaotic

Everything is their purview, and yet they focus on the basic building blocks

Those are love, loss, hope, despair and the building blocks of humanity

 

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Lost (an acrostic poem)

Looking for something familiar, some landmark to rattle is memory

Order to placate the chaos inside his head

Still, no matter how much he looked, there was nothing

That was worse than any Hollywood boogeyman ever

 

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Tardis (an acrostic poem)

Time is a measure of order decaying into chaos

And we spend time trying to reverse its effects

Rationing parts of time for the pursuit of money

Determining what we can and cannot do by how much we have experienced time

I am a time traveler and purveyor, a connoisseur and a waster

Still wish I had a blue police booth to play around in it

 

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